Martial arts Dazhutian

Chapter 314 Contemporary Guiguzi, a wave of unrest

"Huh~ This sword technique."

The Confucian scholar in the square on the east side couldn't help muttering after seeing Huang Lin's "Dugu Nine Swords".

Yu Wenhua and heard the words at the side, turned around and asked, "Master Wang, can you see something?"

At this time, Yu Wenhuaji was Yang Guang's confidant, but he was extremely respectful to this "Master Wang" in words.

The Confucian scholar's eyes fell on Huang Lin, who was avoiding Wen Gang in the crowd, and only picked soft persimmons to strike, and shook his head: "I can only see that this sword technique is related to the hexagrams of the Book of Changes, and every move is to attack the enemy's weakness. More, you can't see it from the sidelines."

Yu Wenhuaji looked back into the field, his eyes flickered, but he saw a person turning around from the shadow wall of the temple gate from the corner of his eye, it was the one Du Fuwei sent out before.

The man didn't care about the duel in the arena, and rushed to Du Fuwei's side covered his mouth in sweat and whispered, and then saw Du Fuwei raised his head violently, and looked over at Chaoyu Wenhuaji.

Yu Wenhua and Da Ma Jindao sat on the chairs, staring at him unequivocally.

"Ah~"

The Confucian scholar on the side suddenly sighed, shook his head and stroked his beard.

This action interrupted the two people's staring. After Du Fuwei nodded to the Confucian scholar, he turned his head and looked at Huang Lin who had killed five people.

Then he waved his sleeves and said softly:
"Back to camp!"

Another moment.

Huang Lin on the field has become more and more relaxed. Wen Gang has never hit Huang Lin with a single move, and he will always be confused by his counterattack, and then take the opportunity to distance himself.

Yu Wenhuaji suddenly turned his head to the Confucian scholar and said, "Master Wang, it's almost there, why don't we go together?"

There was a look of longing in his eyes when he spoke.

This person had a very high reputation when he was young. Emperor Wen personally summoned him and appointed him as the Minister of the King of Shu. However, he resigned from office not long after and traveled around.

Many handsome men of the same age were overwhelmed by this man's knowledge and talent, and they rushed to worship under him, and many students traveled thousands of miles to study as teachers. At the peak, there were more than 1000 disciples!
If such a character can be used for his own use, why worry about Zhou's family disappearing?
It's a pity that the Confucian scholar didn't even look at him, his eyes fell on Huang Lin, and he said calmly:
"Tong, I like teaching and educating people, but I really don't want to enter that quagmire. If Director Yuwen doesn't leave, then Du Fuwei must be ready."

If it was an ordinary Confucian scholar, Yu Wenhuaji wouldn't say so much, he would have to tie him back.

But the Wang Tong in front of him is stronger than him, and if he really wants to make a fuss, he still doesn't know who is kidnapping whom.

What's more, Du Fuwei left, and his goal was achieved. If he didn't leave, he might really be in trouble.

Thinking of this, Yuwen Wenyu stood up and bowed his hands towards Wang Tong: "Master Wang will be free someday, so you can come and sit with me, Yuwen Clan, and Yu Wending will sweep the couch to welcome you."

"If there is nothing else, Tongding will go and chatter!" Wang Tong stood up and returned a salute.

"That's it, Yuwen will leave!"

"Please!"

As Du Fuwei and Yu Wenhuaji left one after another, there were few people in the squares on both sides.

Huang Lin straightened out the last trace of chaotic qi in his body, and his body immediately relaxed.

Although the dantian was still empty, the pace of sword moves was no longer as vain as before.

With every step and sword, monks in Jingju Temple will be injured, but Wen Gang can only eat ashes behind him.

Either being blocked by other monks, or being forced to stop by Huang Lin's counterattack.

As more and more monks fell to the ground, Wen Gang's face became more and more ugly.

"Evil heretics, means despicable!"

Facing Wen Gang's incompetence and rage, Huang Lin sneered, and the scarlet phoenix in his hand became even more fierce.

Step back, flirt!

A monk fell to the ground clutching his neck.

Step left, lead!

A monk's saber was strayed from the hand, and it was cut on the waist of another person beside him, and blood gushed out immediately.

Right front, stab!

Chi Huang stuck a long stick and stabbed a middle-aged monk.
Across, cut!

With Huang Lin's recovery, the Scarlet Phoenix Sword was like an impermanent black and white iron chain, harvesting the lives of these monks. In a short period of time, more people died than Yu Wenhuaji left.

Seeing that his sword was getting stronger and stronger, Wen Gang knew that the situation was over. He thought he could take advantage of the opponent's weakness, but Huang Lin became more and more energetic.

It's a pity that most of the high-end combat power of the Tiantai Sect is in Tiantai Mountain in Huiji County, otherwise, this demon will not be allowed to escape!

While thinking about it, Wen Gang stopped and shouted:
"stop!"

The monks in Jingju Temple retreated one after another, only two young monks who were red-eyed still attacked Huang Lin.

After disposing of these two casually, Huang Lin tilted his head slightly, regained his true energy quickly, and said with a sneer:

"What? Didn't you want to take me into custody? This stopped?"

"Amitabha!" Wen Gang looked at the disciples in the temple who were lying on the ground, and sang the Buddha's name with a sad face: "The donor's strength is extremely high, and the temple is willing to bow down."

"Heh" Huang Lin sneered, and looked at Wen Gang indifferently: "If you say fight, you can fight, if you say stop, you can stop. Huang Lin has seen the methods of Tiantai sect this time."

"I'm leaving today, I'm afraid it will confirm the name of this evil king's successor. Instead of that, why not destroy your Jingju Temple and let you see what a devil is!"

As soon as the words fell, the faces of the remaining onlookers in the field changed drastically, and Wen Gang's eyes widened, full of disbelief.

How dare he? !

On the other side, Wang Tong also stood up with a frown.

He has a good impression of Huang Lin, and he can tell that the so-called successor of the evil king is just a method of the Taizong of Heaven, but if Huang Lin really destroys the Jingju Temple in a fit of anger, it would be too much. will struggle.

Thinking of this, Wang Tong looked up at Ziyun Pagoda, then took two steps forward, and said slowly:
"Huang Xiaoyou, can you listen to what Wang has to say?"

"Ok?"

Huang Lin frowned and turned his head. Seeing Wang Tong in a Confucian robe, he was puzzled.

Isn't this person with Yu Wenhua?Why are you left alone?
After feeling the thin layer of true energy in his dantian, Huang Lin asked:
"I don't know who you are?"

"Old man Wang Tong, I met Huang Xiaoyou."

As he said that, Wang Tong bowed his hands to Huang Lin.

Seeing this, Huang Lin quickly retracted his sword and returned it to its sheath, hung the red phoenix on his waist, and bowed his hands respectfully.

He knows this person, who has very little role in the original work, but is well-known in later generations.

He didn't know it before, but he had heard Wang Chongyang mention it in detail when he was practicing Taoism in the Condor World and Wang Chongyang in Zhongnan Mountain.

Wang Tong, courtesy name Zhongyan, was called Wen Zhongzi by later generations. He was the first to put forward the idea that "three teachings can be one".

If that's the case, Huang Lin wouldn't be so respectful to him.

But if it is known that Wen Yanbo, Du Yan, Fang Xuanling, Wei Zheng, Wang Gui, Du Ruhui, Li Jing, etc., are all disciples of Wang Tong's disciples, whoever replaces them will probably be so respectful.

After a ceremony, Huang Lin got up and asked:

"I don't know if it's Mr. Tong face to face, but please forgive me!"

"Little friend, don't blame the old man for talking too much." Wang Tong waved his hand amiably: "The old man has seen what happened today. If we continue to fight, there may be troubles."

After speaking, he looked up at Ziyun Pagoda again.

Huang Lin immediately turned his head and followed Wang Tong's gaze.

Suddenly there was a coquettish laugh, and then two people flew from the tower, followed by three people stepping on the treetops.

After seeing a barefoot woman in a white shirt among the two at the head, Huang Lin silently reached out and took out a palm-sized vial from his bosom.

Pop open the cork and drink the snow lotus wine inside in one gulp.

White clothes and bare feet, there is no semicolon in the whole Tang Dynasty, only the Wanwan family.

Even half a body behind her, it is self-evident who is the person in the front!
(End of this chapter)